Sinoa wants to practice martial arts but instead of finding a real opponent he makes one up.
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Center of scholarly knowledge and shipwrighting, Zeltiva is a port city unlike any other in Mizahar. [Lore]
by Sinoa on November 22nd, 2013, 6:51 pm
Sinoa
69th day of Fall, 513 AV (Early Mourning)
Sinoa had woken up in a cocoon composed of blankets pulled off the large bed he had been given due to a lack of Pycon size beds where he'd been staying. Due to the stain he had put on his body a few days ago, Sinoa had been bed ridden with only his thoughts to keep him company. Today she had been feeling much better and was very eager to do just about anything but lay around. Wiggling out of the binding fabric, Sinoa made a few quick stretches and was ready to start his day.
As Sinoa made his daily climb to the top of the desk in the room in an attempt to jump at the door knob, A dilemma crossed Sinoa's mind. How was the little Earthen creature going to spend her day? He had spend too much time thinking of things to do that he had far to much ideas filling his nexus to capacity. As Sinoa successfully made the leap to the door knob, he decided he was going to train to be a warrior. Sinoa had attempted a bit of training before but soon lost interest with the repetitive tasks involved but was determined to make it more fun this time. Sinoa was tired of lacking the ability to defend herself and knew he would need to continue practising if she were to be reasonably competent.
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by Sinoa on November 22nd, 2013, 7:32 pm
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With a turn of the knob and a forceful backward swing motion, Sinoa was able to open the door. Climbing the desk again, Sinoa leaped to the door knob on the other side and repeated the process to close the door after him. The chipper little Pycon greeted the patrons and the staff as he passed them and with some assistance was able to exit the building. Now it was time for Sinoa to find a place to train, the location would have to be relatively secluded but still fairly safe. Sinoa was thinking of a park or some kind of forested area but there wasn't to much of that in Zeltiva. The Pycon wandered for a while in search of the perfect area and eventually came across three trees in a residential area. The trees had a twisted look to them and while most of their leaves had fallen off, the vibrant orange, red, yellow and dark purple ones that remained caught Sinoa's attention.
The trees were situated in a gap between two houses, Sinoa was certain that they belonged to the community and were fair game to play around as long as he didn't make to much noise. Sinoa had been shooed away from a few places for playing his flute to loud, and while he didn't understand why the tall folk had such a problem with music he was willing to stay quite near thier houses.
"Hello" Sinoa said to the trees as he approached them "Today I would like you three to be my opponents if you wouldn't mind" Sinoa asked politely while he paused for the response that would never come. "Oh you would! splendid! but don't go easy on me I want to become the best." again the Pycon waited for a response that would never come before proceeding. "okay so here goes!"
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by Sinoa on December 3rd, 2013, 3:24 am
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In reality the trees did nothing but in Sinoa's mind several cupboard doors of various shapes and sizes appeared on the trunks of the trees. One of these doors flew open and out shot a giant fist that seemed to be made of porcelain. The arm attached to the ceramic fist seemed to extend at a rabid pace as it propelled toward Sinoa. The imaginary fist hurled at the ground where the Pycon was standing like a mighty sledge hammer, Sinoa daringly escaped with a quick leap to the side. The fist faced the Pycon, and like a threatened spider it opened its fist to reveal the very enraged face of a cat on it's palm.
The cat face let out a ferocious battle cry before charging at Sinoa. While only making a clumsy tumble out of the way and throwing a few rapid but aimless blows at nothing, in Sinoa's Nexus he had tumbled gracefully and delivered several critical blows to the beast. "take that you ruffian!" Sinoa said gleefully The cat hand staggered back with the impressive blows the Pycon had dealt. "is that the best you've got?" taunted Sinoa
The cat looked at Sinoa intensely until sharp splinters shot out of the cats diamond shaped irises.
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by Sinoa on December 4th, 2013, 4:04 am
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The tiny daggers shot out of the cats eyes swiftly in an almost never ending stream, they aimed at Sinoa who did several consecutive well executed back flips to avoid the barrage of deadly blades. However in reality, Sinoa had simply jumped back ward in quick succession, which was quite a work out but still not a very challenging feat. When Sinoa felt he had jumped backward enough, the pycon pretended to jump on the daggers and use them as stepping stones to get an edge on his pretend opponent. Sinoa leaped form dagger to dagger with impossible speed and skill, making one last epic jump to launch himself in the air. Coming down like a rocket, Sinoa let out a devastating kick that shattered the Hand Cat Creature into many sparkling shards. Back in the real world, Sinoa had only ran as fast as he could, which is about as fast as a goat and jumped as high as he could jump, which is about 4 inches. Sinoa landed on the ground and then let out a lopsided kick that threw him off balance a bit but he was able to recover quickly.
"Flawless victory!" Sinoa Shouted proudly as he boldly situated his fists to his sides like a noble hero.
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by Sinoa on December 5th, 2013, 2:57 pm
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Of course Sinoa wasn't done with his work out and was ready for another more challenging opponent. One cupboard door opened on each of the three trees, out of the first tree shot out an odd blue sparkling mass, that upon closer inspection revealed to be a tumble weed of arms composed of solid shimmering sapphires. The second tree sent out a swarm of multicoloured glowing spheres that buzzed around like agitated bees. Finally, the last tree sent out a floating tea pot with two cups and saucers orbiting around it as it slowly closed in on Sinoa. The Crystalline tumble weed barrelled toward Sinoa throwing around dust and dirt in it's wake. It hurled three fists at Sinoa at once and while Sinoa blocked two, the third hit him right where his stomach would be. Sinoa clenched his stomach and made overly dramatic sounds as if he had actually been hit with a powerful attack. He recovered remarkable fast and let out one savage blow after another shattering the arms of the beast with every direct hit. In the present, Sinoa had threw about 10 crooked punches using all the limbs he had available to him.
A small lump was forming on Sinoa's forehead during all of this, but he failed to notice it.
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by Sinoa on December 6th, 2013, 3:19 am
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The glowing orbs flew at Sinoa viciously, the pycon quickly evaded with a jump to the side. The glowing orbs exploded into sparkling dust as they hit the ground where Sinoa was previously standing. Their assault was not over and they continued to peruse their target. Sinoa ducked, cartwheeled and danced out of the way of his luminous opponents. They kept coming however, and Sinoa would need to take the offensive but he hadn't imagined a way to defeat this challenge yet. The pycon could just punch them but that would be boring.
Sinoa took a moment to contemplate what to do next. The fatigue from all the physical exertion made thinking up new scenarios more difficult. His joints were feeling stiff and his breathing was heavier than usual. Although despite this weariness, It didn't take Sinoa long before he was ready to go back to playing his game. With a clear plan concocted in his mind, Sinoa started running towards the slow moving teapot with the glowing orbs trailing eagerly behind him.
A small crease had formed horizontally across the lump on Sinoa's forehead.
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by Sinoa on December 11th, 2013, 5:04 am
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The very earth trembled as Sinoa launched himself for a second time off the ground but with much greater might leaving a massive crater and his luminescent pursuers in his wake. As Sinoa flew through the air to the Tea pot, the saucers flew at him with alarming speed. Sinoa skillfully flipped onto them and used them as a method of propelling himself forward toward his goal. The Glowing orbs were hit by the Saucers instead, making large bursts of shattered porcelain and sparking dust. Only a few of the orbs remained but continued to follow Sinoa mindlessly. Forming a fist in each of his for legs Sinoa let out a fierce battle cry before spinning himself like a propeller and shattered through the pot with ease. The pot was full of water as most tea pots usually are, but kept stationary in the air as the crumbling outer layer fell to the ground. The water was sentient and formed a hand to grab onto Sinoa. Lucky for the little warrior, the few remaining orbs rocketed into Sinoa pushing him out of the grasp of the water beast. The collision hurt Sinoa but also did some damage to the water causing it to ripple wildly in agony.
Sinoa was about to think of what would happen next when an angry voice pulled Sinoa back to reality. "Scram you little urchin!! I don't need you here making all this noise" An old man shouted as he tried to swat at Sinoa with a broom. Sinoa quickly rushed away from the old man, even with his sore limbs. He thanked the tree for a good fight in his head as he made his escape.
The crease opened on the bump on sinoa's forehead to make an eye similar in style to his other two eyes.
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by Venser Rush on February 22nd, 2014, 8:10 am

Grade Awarded!~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
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NotesThe interchanging of 'he' and 'she' was extremely confusing. Technically Pycon don't have gender, so it can be valid, but if Sinoa doesn't identify with either, the use of the pronoun, 'it' is much less confusing.
I couldn't award Unarmed Combat XP because of how unrealistic the combat scenario was. It was enough to earn a fair bit of Acrobatics XP, though, for all the jumping around and opening doorknobs (I thought that was pretty cool!
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If you have any questions regarding your grade, feel free to shoot a PM my way! Oh, also delete your post from the Request page once you've added your XP, please 
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